Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time-Chapter 789: Moon Conquering Divine Art
Han Yu read it clearly.
"Moon Conquering Divine Art."
His breath caught.
For a moment, he simply stared, unsure whether he had truly seen it or merely imagined it.
"Moon Conquering… Divine Art?" he repeated softly.
The name felt heavy.
Familiar.
Han Yu's thoughts raced as he searched through his memories. He had never seen the full name written anywhere before, but he had encountered references. Fragmented mentions. Veiled allusions buried deep within sect records and whispered rumors.
There was a cultivation art within the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect that stood above the rest.
An art that was said to be the culmination of their path.
Most disciples only cultivated the Slaughtering Moon Blood Baptism Art, a powerful but incomplete technique. Inner disciples and core disciples refined more advanced versions, while elders possessed even higher derivatives.
But above all of them, there existed a final form.
A true conquering art.
One that embodied the sect's will to dominate, suppress, and consume.
Han Yu had never known its real name.
Only now did he realize what it was.
His heart began to pound.
Before he could think further, the miniature Stelae trembled.
SHUA.
The moment his recognition settled, the Stelae reacted.
The previously chaotic runes surged violently, then snapped into alignment. Dao Script arranged itself neatly, forming clear and stable lines that no longer slipped away. At the very top, the title reappeared, bold and unmistakable.
Moon Conquering Divine Art.
Below it, lines of text unfolded one after another, forming a complete description.
Han Yu's eyes widened.
"With Blood as my weapon, my will shall conquer the Moon itself…"
He read slowly, carefully, absorbing every word.
The principles described were profound. They built upon the Slaughtering Moon Blood Baptism Art, yet surpassed it in every conceivable way. Where the Baptism Art focused on tempering the body and Qi through Moon Slaughter qi, the Moon Conquering Divine Art refined intent itself.
Willpower was no longer an abstract concept.
It became a tangible force.
A weapon.
The technique described methods to refine Blood Qi into something closer to authority than energy. Each breakthrough strengthened not just cultivation, but presence. The cultivator's will would weigh upon the heavens themselves, suppressing weaker beings instinctively.
Han Yu felt a chill.
This was not merely a cultivation technique.
It was a doctrine.
A philosophy of domination carved into cultivation.
And it fit the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect perfectly.
"This…" Han Yu whispered.
He did not need further confirmation.
This was the sect's true core cultivation art.
The one reserved only for elders and core disciples, passed down in fragments and controlled tightly. The one that shaped the very foundation of the sect's upper echelons.
And now, it was inside him.
"Did I…" Han Yu swallowed. "Did I really obtain two techniques from the Stelae?"
Not just the Freezing Abyss Glacial Art, a long-lost top-grade legacy.
But also the Moon Conquering Divine Art.
Something that countless disciples would never even dream of touching.
Han Yu felt a surge of disbelief followed by exhilaration.
He immediately committed the technique to memory.
The process was smooth, almost unnaturally so. There was no resistance, no confusion. It was as if the knowledge had always been there, merely waiting for him to acknowledge it. Lines of Dao Script etched themselves into his understanding, weaving seamlessly into his existing comprehension of cultivation.
In a single go, it was done.
The moment the last principle settled in his mind, the Stelae shuddered again. The runes scattered, losing their ordered form, returning to their chaotic, ever-shifting state.
Han Yu exhaled slowly.
He stared at the Stelae for a long time after that.
Yet no matter how he observed it, nothing else revealed itself.
No new titles stabilized. No descriptions emerged.
The runes continued to flow, indifferent to his gaze.
Han Yu frowned slightly.
"So it's conditional…" he muttered.
The Stelae was not simply dumping knowledge into him indiscriminately. It was responding to something. Understanding, resonance, recognition. Whatever the trigger was, he had met it for the Moon Conquering Divine Art.
But clearly, there was more hidden.
Far more.
"Perhaps it's not just two…" Han Yu thought. "But many. Maybe even more than I can imagine."
He could feel it.
The Stelae was vast.
What he had seen so far was only a fraction.
But he did not force it.
Han Yu had learned long ago that greed at the wrong moment could destroy everything. He already had more than enough to fundamentally change his fate. Whatever remained could wait.
Satisfied, he withdrew from his Soul Space.
His consciousness returned to the physical world, and his eyes opened slowly.
The cave was quiet.
Meng Jueyan sat where he had left her, now organizing some dried herbs. Xuan Qing continued her work in silence. Chitterfang dozed lightly, curled up on a cushion near the wall.
Everything was normal.
Yet Han Yu knew that nothing truly was.
He took out his communication jade slip.
His fingers tightened around it briefly before he activated it.
There was no hesitation now.
He sent a message to the Second Kidney Peak Head.
Because with the knowledge he now carried, and the paths that had just opened before him, Han Yu understood one thing with absolute clarity.
From this moment onward, his life within the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect would never be simple again.
And the dangers would come soon.
Han Yu didn't need to wait long, as within minutes, the Peak Head's reply came.
"Don't move, I'm coming to you!" The message was short, but impactful.
Knowing the Peak Head was on his way, Han Yu knew the people within the sect might notice.
"I'll be leaving for a while again. You know what to do." He said to Meng Jueyan.
"As you command, Master." The scarred woman replied.
With that said, Han Yu opened the door and stood outside his cave.
Just a minute later, he could feel a strong presence approaching from the distance. And a few seconds later, he saw a blue streak coming towards his peak. This was none other than the Second Peak Head.
